This is a small town on the border of the Huoli'an Empire.

The weather in the morning was different from the brightness of the previous two days. Heavy clouds were accumulated in the sky, making people feel as if the sky would collapse at any time, dull and depressing.

The child who delivered the milk started to yawn because of lack of sleep. He slowly pulled the cart full of glass bottles on the road listlessly.

Although it was morning, due to the weather, the whole town seemed very dark, and the visibility was only a little better than the night when you couldn't see your fingers. Moreover, the kerosene street lights that were on at night had long been extinguished because the kerosene was burned dry, which was a little harder to walk than the current roads.

While complaining about this kind of ghost weather, he carefully avoided the uneven parts on the road to prevent the glass bottle from being broken. As usual, he delivered the glass bottles filled with milky liquid to the house where the milk was ordered as usual.

After half of the bottles were separated by boxes in the car, and the bottles filled with straw to prevent damage were missing, the child who was delivering milk wiped the sweat on his forehead with his patched sleeves - this amount of labor is still a bit too old for a child who is just in his early teens.

However, apart from this bad weather, he is quite satisfied with his job.

Due to age, most shops will not hire children like him. Although this job is a little tiring, the monthly compensation is very considerable. Not only can it subsidize the family's expenses, it can also save a lot. The boss will occasionally give him excess milk.

Just as he was about to continue working, he seemed to have captured something from the corner of his eyes.

The boy raised his head and looked at the clouds that were as thick as the ink for a while. After looking for a long time, there was nothing wrong with the clouds. But the boy felt that he clearly saw a small black dot flying in the sky just now...

After looking carefully for a while, the boy wiped his eyes with his dirty sleeves, which were a little sore because he was always open, and wiped away the tears that were gushing out of the human body's self-protection function.

Maybe I read it wrong. The boy thought so.

Because it was getting late, he was muttering, "Oh no, trouble." While he was jokingly pulling up the handrail of the car, intending to deliver the remaining milk as soon as possible.

Before leaving, the boy probably thought he should confirm it again, so he turned around and looked at the gloomy sky...

The next moment, the box in the cart fell several boxes because the handrail in front of the car fell heavily to the ground. The glass bottle inside suddenly broke a lot, and milky white liquid flowed out of the box and flowed to the ground. It was completely absorbed by the black soil, leaving only a small wet mark.

However, this scene that would have made the boy feel uneasy could not attract his attention.

The boy's eyes widened, pointed his malnourished fingers at the sky, his face full of fear, his mouth opened and closed, but he could not say anything.

In the sky where he pointed, many huge abyss creatures rushed out of the clouds, and those huge bone spurs or other horny parts dragged out long white lines from the clouds, looking like wing clouds pulled out of the wings of the plane.

As these huge figures approached, some smaller figures around them gradually entered the field of vision. The sky, which was empty a few seconds ago, immediately became dense.

That was some winged demons and vampires who could fly in the air. More abyss creatures and vampires were attacking human towns directly from the ground.

In the town, the metal bell on the church bell tower, which was no smaller than the firewood piles in the fields, began to ring. The priests used divine magic to drive the bronze bells and tried to build a stronghold in the church to fight against the enemy - but unfortunately, when facing that terrifying number, a small church could not even be considered a bunker.

They were immediately killed by the invading demons and vampires. The bodies hung on the bell tower along with the corpses of the magicians who were planning to resist, sending silent terrifying signals to the entire town.

The people who were awakened by the bells opened the window, rubbed their sleepy eyes, and poked their heads curiously, but they saw the people running away from the street and the fearsome figures flying in the sky.

So they joined the fleeing crowd without hesitation.

No matter which country or culture is different, there will be no exception to the fact that demons and vampires are public enemies of mankind.

A monster like this can usually appear as a panic in the town, let alone the sky and the sun are now!

Escape quickly! Only by escaping into the big city can you survive! This idea supports these helpless people, desperately running away, while the bloodthirsty demons follow behind the crowd, killing civilians for fun, until they are stopped by more organized vampires than they...

A small town on the edge was occupied by demons and vampires in such a way.

Such a scene has been staged in dozens of fringe towns on the eastern plains, and without exception, they have fallen into the hands of vampires and theirs.

In addition, some non-marginal cities were also attacked by the abyss demons, most of which suffered heavy losses, and only a few were protected from huge disasters because of the strong.

Faced with this sudden attack, except for the Huoli'an Empire, which believed what Sivi said from the beginning and was actively prepared for the response, almost all the attacked countries were severely damaged by one blow. While the Huoli'an Empire was tightly shutting out the invading enemies, several countries around that were originally busy guarding the necessary evil churches were defeated by the coalition forces of vampires and abyss demons without reacting, and were completely occupied by those evil creatures in less than a week.

Taking those occupied countries as jumping platforms, the war instantly burned to most of the eastern plains like sparks.

The Huoli'an Empire was not feeling well. It was originally only an enemy on one side, and after its surrounding neighbors were wiped out, it immediately became an enemy on three sides. The other countries bordering it were now in a time of slaughtering themselves and had no way to support it.

On the eighth day after the war began, the rest of the battlefield were in a stalemate, but the troops on both sides of Huoli'an had already prepared for a decisive battle.

The demon vampires wanted to pull out this nail that was nailed on their way forward, and Huolian also wanted to get some time to rest after defeating the other party in one breath.

None of them knew that in the Kuilin Province behind Huoli'an, an academy composed of a floating island chain was slowly flying towards the direction of the decisive battlefield...
Chapter completed!